Maybe Meng Xinian didn’t even see what Du Jinruo looked like at that time?

There is still a period of time.

"It rained heavily today, but I set a goal for myself, carrying a weight of five kilograms and running three kilometers. Only heavy rain can wash away my helplessness, sweat and fatigue can make me forget the past."

Unexpectedly, Meng Xinian would write such slightly literary and sad sentences at that time.

There are still a few photos inside.

Meng Xinian, who wore his own military uniform for the first time, looked a bit childish.

Also, when I came back from the first mission, I took a photo of a small wound on my forehead. There are notes behind it—

Photographed by Hu Xibing.

Is this photo actually taken by Hu Xibing for him?

Where did they come from their cameras at that time?

"I will contribute all my life to the military camp and to the troops."

When Jiang Xiao saw this sentence, she seemed to remember the scene that once appeared in her mind.

The middle-aged Meng Xinian, the disabled Meng Xinian, were sitting alone in the room.

In his previous life, he didn't even realize this wish.

Injured, he was forced to leave the barracks and the troops.

Jiang Xiao felt a little sorry for him when she saw this.

Therefore, she was more concerned about him in this life. After learning to draw a peace talisman, she wore one for him. No matter what, she must keep him safe!

You must not let him become as disabled as he was in his previous life!

She decided not to sleep and waited until he came back.

But Jiang Xiao didn't expect that after waiting for a night, the sky turned white. When the sun rose completely, she still didn't wait for Meng Xinian.

Aunt Guo also lived in the Meng family last night.

Jiang Xiao told her last night that she would cook the porridge this morning and ask her to help prepare the things.

She went downstairs to the kitchen, and Aunt Guo had indeed cut everything.

Chicken porridge with shredded ginger.

The porridge has been cooked for a while.

When she went out, Jiang Xiao added a little bit of spiritual spring water to the pot, stirred it for a while, and then put the chicken and shredded ginger in it.

Aunt Guo came in and took a look.

"Hey, Miss Jiang is so amazing. I watched it just now, and it didn't smell any. Why did the porridge taste so fragrant as soon as you came in?"

Jiang Xiao smiled, "I added some ingredients."

"What kind of ingredients are they?"

"It was the medicinal herbs given by my grandfather. It was a little bit more effective, but it also had a freshness effect." Jiang Xiao said seriously again.

But where can anyone hear it?

Anyway, Aunt Guo believed it.

"Is this good for patients to eat?"

"yes."

"Ms. Jiang is really filial. I just said, "My husband Meng is so happy that he has a partner like you."

Aunt Guo looked at her with a smile.

I don’t know why Meng Chaojun didn’t like her. She looked at this girl very nice, beautiful, sensible, able to cook, and had the heart to think about.

Look, Meng Chaojun doesn’t like her so much. Once he entered the hospital, why didn’t he get up early to cook medicinal porridge for him?

How great is this mind? What's there to dislike?

I heard that Duan Qingqing's sister-in-law wanted to beat her yesterday and sprinkle the porridge she made.

Really, I'll make a lot of trouble all day, and I'll make a breakup of this store in the future. Let's see what she will do.

Aunt Guo has been working in the Meng family for a long time, and she can see Duan Qingqing's true face clearly. However, maybe women are more likely to see women clearly. As for men, what do they need to see women clearly?
Chapter completed!